Page 9 of Their Deviant Love
“Connor, whatever you think we need to do, I will support you. I will help you. Even if it means ruining my manicure to dig holes,” she says.
“How did you get so fucking perfect?” I ask her.
“I had a dark prince awaken me with a kiss so magical itshould be illegal.” Aurora smiles.
As soon as we were in the air, I had Aurora take off her belt and lie across the seats, her head resting on my lap. She fell asleep real quick, which tells me just how tired she was. I don’t like doing this to her. I hate that we have to run and hide. I just don’t know what else to do.
We’re fucking eighteen. We should be living it up, experiencing our final year of high school. Not fighting for our lives. Fighting for our love. Although I’d always choose this—her—over anything else.
My fingers comb through the length of her hair. I watch her chest rise and fall as I mull over what my next move is going to be. Does my mother know what my father was hiding?
I have no doubt that she does. My father never did anything without telling her.
Why, though? Why would he hide this?
I can’t for the life of me think of a reason. I did always question why I was an only child. Families like ours, families who need heirs, tend to have multiple children. Spares.
Well, I guess I know why now.
Whatever his reasoning was, I don’t care. I know, and I’m going to figure out a way to use this information to my advantage.
I considered hunting down my mother, demanding answers from her. I don’t have the time for that, though. My uncle might have been dealt with, but there are others actively looking for me right now. They know if they don’t get to me first, theirs will be the next heart delivered to their loved ones in a box.
I have three more of my father’s top men. The ones who were loyal to him. Once they’re gone, you’d think the war would be over, but it won’t be. I still have to figure out what to do with my mother. She’s not going to just vanish.
Can I kill her? I’m not so sure. Killing my father was easy, but the thought of having to kill my mother doesn’t sit well with me. But I will do it, if that’s what it takes.
Patty stayed in Dublin. He was going to start closing in on the fuckers trying to close in on us. I didn’t tell him what I’d found. I don’t know if I can tell anyone.
What if it doesn’t work out? What if this secret isn’t my saving grace?
I think, for now, it’s best if no one knows. Although when Aurora wakes up and it’s just the two of us, I can tell her. She is the one person in this world I trust completely.
Which is funny, considering it wasn’t all that long ago that she tricked me into coming to help her and then I ended up drugged, tied to a bed, and at her mercy. All because she wasn’t prepared to give us up.
Really, though, if you’re not prepared to kidnap someone, do you even love them?
Aurora stirs, her eyes blink open, and she looks up at me. “You’re still here.” Her words are barely audible and she sighs in relief. Where the fuck does she think I’m going?
“Always,” I tell her.
“Did you sleep?”
“I was busy watching an angel.” I smirk.
“I’m far from an angel and we both know that.” She chuckles as she pushes upright in her seat. I’m fucking drained but I couldn’t rest. My head is pounding. I feel like I’m hungover without having had the fun part of actually drinking.
“You need to sleep. You look like shit, Connor,” Aurora tells me.
“Thanks?”
“I mean, you’re still hot as fuck. But you look exhausted,” she adds.
“We’re almost there. I’ll sleep after we’re settled in.”
“Okay,” Aurora says, still not even bothering to ask me where I’m taking her.
Chapter Five
